The 70s: We think we know what we're doing; we don't know a thing

I have just begun reading Greil Marcus's 'The History of Rock and Roll in Ten Songs," and while I am not yet prepared to discuss the selections overall, one song highlighted has caused a re-examination.

Most everyone who knows "Money Changes Everything," is familiar because of Cyndi Lauper's version. While it's fine, the original from The Brains in 1978 trumps it. At least for me.

Lauper's version is angry, The Brains' version is more hurt, more unsure of itself. And more real.

That's because it comes from the voice of the victim -- this guy is bewildered; he knows what the deal is, but still can't quite believe it. Lauper sings it as the person leaving for what she thinks is the better reason. To her, she feels justified in that choice, and she doesn't care.

Maybe it's because I identify more with the victim here, but the slight quiver in lead singer (and songwriter) Tom Gray's voice provides the vulnerability that takes this song to the next level. I do, however, give the song one small demerit for the cheesy synth that would become ubiquitous over the next decade.

I don't know if "Money Changes Everything' belongs on Marcus' list. But The Brains' version is one that still stands the test of time, a slice of late 70s new wave pop with a sublime hook that illuminates, and accentuates, the pain.

I am not going to link Lauper's version; everybody knows that one....